What You See Aint Really Me

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Thursday, November 1, 2007

you picked the wrong playground for the games that you play

payment is due, cough up the dogh better come thru, or you know where we'll go no bullshit stories,cmon cut the crap had enough of the lies, that you yap yap and yap amazing the garbage that comes out of your trap soon its your neck thats gonna snap aint here to be nice or take more of your lip im... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 27, 2007

knowing it all , a tough way to go

the trail i followed was not as i thought the obstacles i encountered such trouble they wrought kept holding me back still onward i fought headstrong and proud to do it my way to arrogant and loud to step back and say now theres a thought hey thanks for sharin' dont just jump in first do some... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 23, 2007

No time like the present

No time like the present to kick around your past or try to plan the future in hopes that it will last and as your'e looking back and see those things you've done will you seperate the lessons learned during the battles you have won or will you trip on forward no better for your past no insight from... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 22, 2007

so many things so many times

so many things so many times always brings so many ryhmes some are great some are cool some about hate or a lovesick fool grab the pen and get to work penning words so scholarly or words of a fucked up jerk write what you can and do your best write one last time let the subject rest write it quiet... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 18, 2007

roses are red and spilled blood is too

roses are red and spilled blood is too i blew off your head,poor little you there you lay, you dead piece of shit that stupid tatoo still adorns your left tit you came in my house dressed as a friend but your true colors,a thief to the end roses are red and spilled blood is too i really got off on... Sign in to see full entry.

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the madman had been quiet and keeping out of sight towns folk feeling safe again,were going out at night how the madman yearned,for evils commanding voice its controlling violent manner leaving him no choice the madman mumbled to himself,excited to the core evil had just spoken up, the madman knew... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, October 12, 2007

The picture you painted of yourself just for you.(TOTAL DENIAL)

trouble with this trouble with that trouble is double wherever you're at headaches and heart aches tossed about in your wake down to a science the emotions you fake dont give a fuck 'bout the hearts that you brake never ever giving just take take take what blows me away,really it do is the picture... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Quiet 166

Will the flavor of your soul leave such a taste upon my mind or was your gift of beauty the Ugly skin deep kind long blonde hair, eyes so blue a devestating smile An educated sexy dream intelligence with style are you the one i've searched for i know you are my kind will the flavor of your soul... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 7, 2007

The backroads of my lonesome mind(continuedfrom9/28)

hiding out in the backroads of my lonesome mind never setting long enough for me to finally find a bit of solace an escape a chance to just unwind i look around and realize the scenery aint so bad, mostly memories past and present one way streets things i coulda' had seems the future ain't on the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

oral alarm clock

the first time that we got it on the sexxx was fuckin' great to taste you once again i would not, could not wait satisfied you fell asleep that moment sure felt good a soft massage on your back gave me solid wood pulled your hips in close your skin delicious and so hot wanting to awake you for some... Sign in to see full entry.

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this blog will take you into the darker sides of my poetic energy.You will read things that will make you think I am very twisted or even insane and willing to commit acts of violence beyond your comprehension.Or just some lewd poetry or very opioniated poetry.Thus the title.What you see aint really me.But then again you never know ya' know.

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